Writing my thoughts in any fashion has been a long neglected past time. I am at risk of ennui and nihilism. I have discovered I am an existentialist. I don't want to be.
Nietzsche said that if one were to live his existence again, warts and all (the eternal return), one would find that idea horrifying. I wouldn't mind. Am I missing something here? I seriously wouldn't mind. Even though it has mostly been mediocre and there are some really shit elements, I would rather exist that not exist. Concsiousness is better than nothingness in my humble opinion.
What is the telelogy of my life, of anyone's life? Death is not a goal, but an absolute certainty.
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